"I haven't been back for several years, why is this place still so poor?" Zhang Chulan looked at his hometown with disgust.
"Oh, Zhang Chulan, why are you back?"
"Didn't you go to the city to study at university?"
"It's not like he was expelled from school."
Zhang Chulan looked at his fellow countryman with disdain.
"Isn't this a holiday? Come back and see."
"The clothes are getting more and more fashionable. Oh, I wonder if you have a female college student or something."
The fellow countryman said teasingly, with a look that said you understand.
"College life is good." Zhang Chulan tossed the car keys in his hand without leaving a trace.
The fellow villagers' attention was quickly attracted by the car key in Zhang Chulan's hand.
"Oh no, isn't this a horse?"
"Make a fortune in the city?!"
The fellow countrymen looked at the key in Zhang Chulan's hand in stunned silence.
"No, I'm still a pauper." Zhang Chulan pressed the car key cooperatively.
The sports car not far away suddenly rang.
The fellow villagers were dumbfounded and their eyes were wide open. Although this place can be regarded as a remote place, they still know the value of sports cars due to the development of the Internet.
At this moment, Zhang Chulan felt very happy.
He somewhat understood what it means to be rich and honorable without returning home, just like walking in brocade at night.
"Wow, this car costs at least several million. You won't win a lottery ticket, right?" The fellow countryman's mind seemed to have been violently impacted.
I began to have some doubts about life. Is it so rich to go to the city?
"The market price is only tens of millions, and the tax alone is several million, and this car consumes a lot of fuel." Zhang Chulan said pretending to be casual.
"If I wasn't in a hurry to come back, I wouldn't want to drive this car. The seats are so hard that it hurts my back."
Zhang Chulan pretended to knock his waist and continued.
"By the way, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
The fellow countryman came back to his senses and looked at Zhang Chulan who was getting further and further away from him. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
Now that Zhang Chulan is a rich man, even the cost of a tire on this car is something they look up to.
"Fortunately, I calmed him down first." Zhang Chulan breathed a sigh of relief.
He has not yet adapted to the joy of sudden wealth, and always feels like a thief.
"I didn't expect it would be so fun to show off in front of others. Even if you want to make fun of me, you won't pee and take a picture of yourself."
Zhang Chulan was in high spirits and looked like a villain who has succeeded.
Soon we arrived at Uncle Song's place. Zhang Chulan's spring-like smile made Uncle Song feel guilty.
"Uncle Song, why are you calling me in such a hurry?"
"Chu Lan, don't get excited after I say this." Uncle Song said in a deep voice, his words like a sharp blade waiting to be unsheathed, ready to kill with one blow.
"A group of criminals stole your grandfather's tomb, and we have opened a case to investigate."
"And there is news about your father who has been missing for many years."
"What!" Zhang Chulan was shocked and his thoughts were numb.
"My grandfather's grave was dug up, and there is news about my father too!?"
"What's going on!"
"You won't hear that I got rich, so there will be news!" Zhang Chulan shouted angrily.
Hearing that Uncle Song called him over for this reason, Zhang Chulan was completely relieved. It seemed that the Yuan chat group was really not exposed this time.
"Don't get excited, just listen to me first..."
Uncle Song told the story of the girl who claimed to be Zhang Chulan's half-sister from beginning to end.
"Sister?!" Zhang Chulan felt very stupid at this moment. Isn't this a third-rate domestic family drama?!
"I have a sister who is about the same age?!"
Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth. If that irresponsible man appeared in front of him, he would not be able to help but beat him up.
"There is indeed such a person, Zhang Baobao. Her mother lived with a man from out of town. The two of them were not registered, and the man's name was not Zhang Yude."
"So I'm not sure if that's your father." Uncle Song said tactfully.
"So after my grandfather died, he left me alone and ran away to Sichuan. What a bastard!" Zhang Chulan punched the wall hard.
From the dull sound coming from the wall, you can imagine how angry Zhang Chulan was!
"He must be having a hard time now! Do you want me to provide for him in old age?!" Zhang Chulan said coldly.
"Moreover, I am the breadwinner of the family. You have added a sister to me for no reason. You really think I am helping the poor." Zhang Chulan's expression became calmer and calmer, as if nothing was wrong.
But the hatred in my heart is like termites eating my heart, it’s so maddening!
"Chu Lan, how is your life now?" Uncle Song suddenly asked.
"Without money, I am still the same as before, a pauper."
Zhang Chulan said weakly.
"Where are you going?" Uncle Song asked as he looked at Zhang Chulan leaving, fearing that he would not be able to withstand such a blow.
"Go and put incense sticks on grandpa's grave."
"But it's so late, you..."
"The grave has been dug up, so why not burn some incense and go back to school early?"
A scene that surprised Uncle Song appeared. Zhang Chulan opened the door of a sports car. Even if he had never seen the trademark on the sports car, he had heard of it.
a horse……
"Chu Lan, you..." Uncle Song heard the roar of the engine, the roar that vented emotions.
The sports car disappeared from sight with a whoosh like an arrow.
Uncle Song couldn't calm down for a long time. Where did Zhang Chulan's car come from? How could he have so much money?!
The license plate number just now seems to be from the province.
Uncle Song was a little worried and took out his cell phone to ask an acquaintance.
"Hey, it's me, Lao Song. I want to find the owner of a number."
"Yes, it's a number."
"Ah, I understand. Thank you. Let's have a drink together next time we are free."
Uncle Song hung up the phone, and he couldn't tell whether he felt happy or heavy.
Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for a few years, Zhang Chulan's changes seemed to have been earth-shaking.
"Chu Lan..." Uncle Song was very confused at the moment.
Uncle Song knew very well that with Zhang Chulan's energy, if he used the power of his connections, the town would be unrest.
But if anyone’s grave is dug up, everyone will lose their mind!
"It seems that we can only find the suspect as soon as possible and give him an explanation before the matter develops to a serious level."
Zhang Chulan didn't know that his small move caused a lot of irritation to Uncle Song.
If he knew what Uncle Song was doing and thinking, he would definitely be happy inside. Where did he get such power?
It can be said that he picked up this car for free, without any money.
"I don't know who my Zhang family has offended. Even my ancestors' graves were dug up."
Zhang Chulan drove the sports car at a fast speed and soon arrived at a forest.
"I'm going, but this road can't be opened..." Zhang Chulan was a little depressed.
The ancestral graves of the Zhang family are all in this forest. Cars cannot drive in, so we have to walk in by ourselves.
Zhang Chulan parked the car directly outside the woods and walked in alone.